Of walks together for you and me;
Of moments spent in nature’s green
By leisurely laid a lake so serene.
We would play an endless game
That you would ask, “Dad, tell its name”;
I would tell some, but mostly missed
Softly holding your palms so sweet.
Some unknown tunes that birds would sing
The sky would hold spread a gleeful wing;
And, that would let our souls be true
In a dainty milieu of love to brew.
Hidden in time are the seeds of life,
And, its desire and strife,
For to sustain where the world is hard;
We learn to fail with entreaties unheard.
My boy, mind not what time says you to lose
Rue not for what life tells you to choose;
Let only the soul carry the truth divine
For the sojourn to leave an imprint benign.